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And all I loved I loved alone..................... "When I first left home, it felt like a big step. Kind of brave, you know. I kept telling myself it was all part of growing up, that everyone goes through it, so why not me? I even smiled as I walked out the door. However, I did not fully realise that I was leaving behind an old version of myself, the one where everything felt safe with little effort. " But those nights, those nights hit hard, though. No one really talked about them. Your room becomes so quiet that it almost echoes. And when your phone buzzes, it is not the call or text you were waiting for. It is more like you miss home because someone there used to pick up on when you were quiet, without you saying a word. Loneliness creeps in weird ways. It changes how you see things. You end up wanting little bits of warmth, like hearing a voice you know or getting a message that feels nice. Or just someone who sticks around to listen a bit more. Before you know i...